Black Hand Covers the Sky in Meiman

"You know, Agent Mike," Anthony said, taking a deep breath from his cigar: "If you were just monitoring our gang, I wouldn't take action against you, but you actually led the team to search us several times in a row. It has seriously affected our underground trading market, and this is something I will never tolerate.”

Picking up the high-tech lighter on the table and flipping it flexibly between his fingers, Anthony said coldly: "It's a very interesting gadget, although it may not be available on the market due to various restrictions and costs. I can’t find it, and there’s a limit on how many times it can be used, but I quite like it.”

"As long as the ignition switch is pressed, it will automatically release a pulse of electromagnetic wave. All areas within a radius of 80 square meters will be affected by it, and all electronic components will be paralyzed. Do you know that this gadget was bought by me in the underground trading market? "Anthony handed the lighter to Gin next to him and stared at Mike coldly: "Collecting these interesting little things is one of my pleasures, but it was almost destroyed in your hands. You actually You dare to ask me why I attacked you?"

With Anthony's current identity and status, if he wanted to get in touch with some black technology or mysterious things, he would have to rely on his unreliable lottery system, and the other would be the underground transactions he led that might lead to unknown sources. swag. Therefore, Anthony will never allow others to touch his exclusive channel. Anyone who touches Anthony will be killed.

"You should be lucky, Agent Mike," Anthony snuffed out the cigar in his hand and said harshly: "The Angry Gang has been so popular recently, otherwise you would have no chance of going to jail."

"Go to hell!" Mike's face turned green now. In his anger, he didn't care about the consequences at all and shot three times directly at Anthony who was sitting there.

It's just that he shot quickly, and Gin shot even faster. Before anyone else could react, the bullets in the gin gun came out directly. It only took one shot, and the arcing bullets knocked out all three of Mike's bullets. Then, with one shot, the gun in Mike's hand flew directly out.

At this time, the elites of the Nu Gang behind Anthony reacted, and they were about to fire one after another, beating the guys in front of them who dared to offend the leader of the Nu Gang, but Anthony raised his hand to stop them.

"I said, let him go to jail to sober up, then he will have no choice but to go to jail," Anthony said domineeringly.

Everyone in the gang bowed and said, "Yes."

"Bastard Anthony, let me tell you, if you don't kill me, sooner or later you will regret it," Mike said harshly.

"I'm waiting." Anthony stood up, took the top hat and cane handed over by his subordinates, and then said sorry to the brain doctor next to him who was watching the show, and hoped that he would think carefully about what he just said. proposal. Then under the gaze of the pale brain doctor, Anthony slowly walked up to Mike with a crazy face.

Smiling and patting his shoulder, Anthony leaned toward his ear and said with a mysterious look on his face: "By the way, I prepared a few little shows for you in prison. I hope you like it."

Mike's crazy face calmed down, but the stern look in his eyes deepened. He said coldly to Anthony: "Has anyone told you that as a criminal, you should not get too close to a senior FBI agent."

After saying that, Mike directly hit Anthony's chest with an iron elbow, with such force that it seemed as if he was going to break Anthony's chest.

Anthony seemed to have expected the sudden attack on him. He took a small step back gently, and with a flick of his cane, he pushed away his iron elbow. Then he raised his right foot and kicked him on his exposed abdomen. Mike was kicked so hard that he flew up into the air and fell heavily to the ground.

Pretending to pat his white suit that was not stained with a trace of dust, Anthony took a puff of his cigar and said, "Has anyone ever told you that many of the criminals you mentioned are not unable to defeat you. The reason why you were able to catch them They only rely on the guns in your hands and the public power you represent."

The elite members of the Angry Gang who were following Anthony saw that the unscrupulous fugitive in front of them dared to harm their boss. They immediately swarmed up, grabbed his limbs, restrained him, and made him kneel on the ground. He took out the firearm he carried and pointed it at his vitals. As long as Anthony gave the order, he would be beaten into a sieve immediately.

"Antonist, don't be complacent. I'm in trouble this time. But a scum of society like you will not end well," Mike, who was tightly restrained, spit out a mouthful of blood, then stared at Anthony and cursed: "I have seen many people like you. Either they die in gang fights or go to jail. You will also have that day."

"Maybe," Anthony looked indifferent, then walked up to him, held one end of the cane, lifted his chin and said with a smile: "In your eyes, I am a scum of society, then you know what you are in my eyes. Just a lackey of power."

Mike felt that his dignity had been insulted and said angrily: "Fart"

"Isn't it?" Anthony knelt down and looked at him: "Why are you working so hard to fight against our Angry Gang? Is it for fairness and justice? Is it for the dignity of the law? Neither, it's just the District Attorney named Bill." Your death was registered with your superior, and your superior just gave you a death order. So you are just a dog that bites whoever the owner tells you to bite."

casually patting the angry-looking Mike on the face, Anthony said coldly: "Do you remember what I once told you? My mother's case has been going on for such a long time, and you haven't given us, the families of the victims, any explanation. How did I get to this position? If you have followed me for such a long time, you dare to say that you don’t know.”

Mike was immediately speechless by Anthony's words. Of course he knew why Anthony, a current student, dropped out of school and embarked on the road of no return. Isn't it the inaction of these so-called law enforcement officials that led to the parties themselves to rise up and resist?

"You think you really represent justice by putting on a just face. If you were really as just and selfless as you say, I'm afraid my mother's case would have been solved by you a long time ago. Then all this would be over. It won't happen. You are still your superior FBI senior agent, and I am still a student studying in school. So don't sing high-key in front of me, don't you deserve to know?" Anthony pointed at Mike's heart and said: "Actually, Your heart is as black as mine."

"Okay, I'm still busy, and I'm not in the mood to argue with you little guy," Anthony pouted as he looked at Mike, who was kneeling there in silence with his head bowed, then stood up and walked out.

At this time, Bullock pointed a gun at Mike's head and asked: "Boss, what should I do with this person?"

"What else can I do if I see a fugitive on the run? Of course I call the police. We are law-abiding citizens, aren't we?" Anthony said without looking back.

ps: I just came to a chapter that is basically dialogue, and I don’t know if it’s long-winded or not. At the same time, I would like to thank seoh*xianai, early bird, ferocious ss and monk vs Taoist for their rewards.